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QuasiNudum often explores the question, „What is nakedness or nudity? What makes it partial or whole?“ This gripping piece by Josephine R. Unglaub could be asking such questions. Or are the questions not asked by the art or the artist, but inspired in the observer? In this piece, who is the observer, really? Isn’t she looking right at you, asking you something? Inviting you someplace? To transfer to another venue? The nudity here is both delicious and haunting, inviting and challenging, and simply beautiful.

Just found your blog – love the variety you have. I am new to floral photography and trying to find my feet, be creative. Haven’t looked at manipulating images yet. Cant explain, but you feel there is something in you trying to get out, but I haven’t found the key yet to unlock it.

I’ve left a comment up thread on the brilliance of your work.
My mum is from Berlin & I have made paper collage pieces – so if it pleases you to answer – I am now wondering if you have done paper collage/photomontage & if you have been influenced by our German collage/photomontage artists Max Ernst (our grandfather of collage) & fellow Dada artist Hannah Höch & anti-Nazi political artist John Heartfield (Helmut Herzfeld) etc.
It almost feels unnecessary to ask this – but one never knows & should never assume!
I am placing you after them in this luminescent lineage. ‚After‘ meaning in the trajectory of linear time only & not in skill & content. Seher schön! xx

I keep going back to look at her…i so feel this is a reflection of my true emotions most of the time…no knows the battle I face with depression. They just see the well groomed , chatty woman with a big smile. But.most days, i feel a disconnect from the world.

nun, virtue, female, seen? unseen? scene…seen!
construction. mouth . female. balance imbalance even uneven
bullseye
trace
point of place distant and coming forward tracks trace
place singularity screeen
sing
ula – voice tongue ung ungula
singular
it
why
screen, dissolving reality, i mean i SEEN, i saw , i came i conquered i none
there is no nun.
just black and white,
box and circle
allright.
hey Leman shots, your work always inspires.
Leman le man, l’Homme
„leman – Leman (surname)
A Turkish name (female)
Leman, an archaic word for a man’s unmarried (or extramarital) female lover.“
interesting that wiki specifies „female“ lover… i knew leman described some sort of liasing person. I looked it up.
Hey LemanShots. You are like a shot in the arm for my mind. you know something peppy.
or like a jello shot – high proof alcohol in jello ( gelatine with sugar) – yum yum.
in other words. i enjoy riffing on your photographs because they speak to my mind.